“Hmm. I doubt that. Regardless, nothing I looked at took me to MI5. It took me all over Scotland, into Wales, and England, however, just to name a few places.”
Kellan moved until he was leaning back against a wall. “And no’ to any one person?”
“No.” Rhi shook her head slowly. “The odd thing is, if I didn’t know better I’d say they were using … magic.”
Henry’s face drained of color. “Magic?”
“Later,” Banan told him.
“Any distinct kind of magic?” Con asked her.
Rhi thought back over the times she’d tried to find the source. “No. There were times I swore I felt the Dark Ones, and other times I would’ve wagered my new boots it was dragon magic.”
If it was possible, Henry grew paler, but he held it all together as his gaze took in everyone.
“How close are we to getting the new ID for Denae?” Kellan asked Rhys.
Rhys checked his phone. “In a matter of hours.”
“It needs to be faster,” Henry said. “You need to make sure there’s no trace of her when MI5 comes looking.”
Kiril stood. “Doona forget Matt.”
“He needs to disappear as well,” Henry said.
Kiril’s smile was slow as his gaze landed on Rhi. “Sounds like fun.”
She watched him walk from the room before she turned her attention back to Con whose gaze seemed to be glued to her. “You don’t have to believe me,” she told him.
“I doona,” Con stated.
“You do so at your own peril. Whatever is out there is strong. Strong enough that I felt it.”
“Which means you’ve been in this realm for a while.”
Rhi lifted a brow, daring him to order her to leave. Because while the Kings might be powerful, and they might have won the war between their people, he couldn’t make her leave.
“Who cares?” Rhys said. “Leave Rhi. We’ve a more pressing matter.”
“That’s right. Denae,” she said. “I think I’d like to meet her.”
Kellan didn’t move but she noticed a muscle twitch in his jaw.
Fascinating.
It was Con who said, “No.”
“So who is it that has a soft spot for this Denae?” Rhi asked. “Is it Kellan? Or is it Con?”
“Enough, Rhi,” Banan said.
But she wasn’t nearly through. It was too easy to irritate Con, and she was too good at it.
“I can handle her,” Con said.
Rhi rolled her eyes. She turned her attention to Kellan, because it was apparent that Kellan was either in charge of Denae’s safety, or he really did feel something. “I agree with Henry. If Denae is mortal, she needs to get away from here. The quicker, the better. Whether it is MI5 or something else, Dreagan isn’t safe right now.”
“Denae’s new identity is ready. I’m going to pick it up,” Rhys said as he started for the door. “Shall we meet at the docks?”
“An hour, Rhys,” Con called when Rhys hurried out of the office.
That same terrible—but powerful—magic tickled the edges of Rhi’s awareness. She closed her eyes and tried to determine which direction it was coming from. What she did know was that it was getting closer.
Her eyes snapped open to find the men’s gazes trained on her. She swallowed and once more turned to Kellan. “Get Denae out. Now.”
“What did you feel?” Con demanded.
She looked at him and said, “Something bad is closing in.”
Con took a deep breath and jerked his chin to Kellan. “Do as Rhi suggests. Banan, you and the others make sure all the mortals are away from Dreagan in less than an hour.”
“And you?” Rhi couldn’t help but ask.
“I’ll be here to greet whoever dares to come.”
She had seen him in battle firsthand. Constantine wasn’t anyone she would willingly tangle with if there were another option. She almost felt sorry for whoever came knocking on Dreagan’s door. Almost.
Despite the Fae and Kings despising each other, they actually agreed on their feelings for humans. They were untrustworthy and destroyed everything they got their hands on.
Well, most of them did, anyway. There were a few humans who were different.
“You’re still here,” Con said in his most condescending voice. “Why?”
Rhi said the first thing that popped into her mind. “Who says I ever came to help you? Did the thought never pop into your thick mind that I might be here to help Denae?”
That made Con frown—and worry. Which is exactly what she wanted. Score one for her!
Rhi walked out of the office, not surprised to find Kellan on her heels.
“Are you really here to help Denae?” he asked as they walked down the hall.
She shook her head. “I came because I wanted to alert all of you about what I felt. I probably should’ve come sooner. It’s just…”
“I know,” he said into her silence. “We could’ve been alerted to the fact MI5 had executed a secret mission on our land. And in my cave.”
“Ah. So that’s why you’re awake.” Then the realization about what he’d said settled in her mind. “They went to your cave? Why?”